I haven't blogged in many moons. Who's surprised that I'll be updating you with random bullet points?
- I have a bed! It it one of the most wonderful things in the world. My friend Steve in the ward was outrageously kind and helped me move my new mattress (that I was buying off my old employers) to my cute house. He normally bungees a mattress and box spring on top of his car. Since I am only the owner of a mattress...so the bungees were hard to get really tight on my mattress and therefore the ride home was kind of hilarious. The mattress blew off the car as soon as we were pulling out of the neighborhood. We looked at each other with our eyes big...but laughed. The next hour and a half of our lives was quite eventful. Bungees snapped and it slid down the car two more times on the way to my house. I felt really bad because while it was already super kind of him to take time out of his Saturday to help me, the task wasn't being made easy. Thankfully he was the perfect person to experience something like this with. Instead of either of us being stressed or angry, we both laughed, he put on the hazards, and we'd try strapping it again tighter. We concluded that he should probably have rope for the next time he ties a mattress to the roof of his car. I personally concluded that the experience might have justifiably scared him away from ever offering to give service again. haha
- My friend Sarah is quite literally a saint. She came over one night and had seen that I hadn't put my bed together yet. She made me do it. We took 3 hours on a Sunday night and put everything together only to discover that the last, and most crucial piece, was missing. So I slept on my mattress on the floor, returned to IKEA the following day, and found out that piece was sold separately. My bed is fully constructed. And I feel incredibly spoiled and fortunate to have a comfy bed of my very own.
- My new job is great. The doctors I work for are very patient and darling. I work for two endocrinologists. I tried hard not to die laughing on Valentines day when loads of men came into the office (or their wives) requiring last minute refills on their testosterone cream. haha Awesome. Happy Valentines day indeed.
- I have a co-worker that is hilarious. She asks me the silliest questions about my religion and it makes me wonder what she actually thinks of me. She asked me if we celebrate birthdays, Christmas, etc. Last Friday, she asked if we're allowed to dance. (Do I radiate some sort of "Foot Loose" aura?) She then put her fingers in both hands to make quotes as she asked, "Well don't you think music is satanic?" haha No, my friend. I love good tunes and I enjoy shaking it like you wouldn't believe. Neither of which are against my religion. haha Hilarity.
- I got a new calling today. Sunday school teacher. I had that calling in Logan and I loved it. It's funny to me because I remember being at BYU-Idaho back when I was like 18 and was asked by one of the bishopric members to substitute teach a Sunday School class one week. I agreed...because I never wanted to say no to a calling. But I was terrified. I was so intimidated and thought that nothing I could say would be enlightening to the spiritually brilliant members of the class. I had some label on all RM's that they knew everything about the gospel and my testimony and gospel knowledge would only make them roll their eyes and demonstrate what a spiritual amateur I was. I called home crying to my dad and asked him for tips. It's all hilarious and laughable to look back on now. I spent a year and a half teaching the gospel non-stop. So I had to figure it out and enjoy it. But it's been funny to look back at that moment of being asked to teach one week and see how inadequate and terrified I felt. It's not that I feel brilliant or like I have more to offer than other people. But I understand now that I do have things to offer--everyone does--and it's my job as the teacher to facilitate a way for everyone to learn and share together. Anyway, it still makes me nervous but I'm excited as well. I know I'll learn a lot and it will push me.
- Dating hilarity has happened. My friend in the ward had had a really bad day. My natural instinct for him, or any friend of mine, would be to do something nice to get their mind off it. I think it's what anyone would do. I had come home with extra lunch (some reps came into work with tons of sandwiches and salace so I got to take some home) and felt like the very least I could do was bring him some free food. We hung out for a few hours and watched a movie together. I, unfortunately, assume as always that we're just friends. He kept inching closer on the couch. We were sharing a blanket which I initially hadn't thought anything off but the shrinking proximity between us was making me start to rethink this. I didn't feel in the mood or like I had the energy to have some embarrassing "I thought we were just friends" DTR so....I did something new. I was racking my brain for anyway to get out of this and not have to deal with it. I started thinking, "Well his next move is either going to be to put his arm around me or hand holding...neither of which I'm wanting to happen." In him doing these gestures, he'll obviously be looking for me to reciprocate--snuggle in to him or hold his hand back. Well, if I don't want to deal with this...I just need to be in a state where I cannot reciprocate whatever he does. So...I forced myself to fall asleep. haha I started making less little comments during the film, closed my eyes, and fell asleep in a little ball. Naturally he'll leave me alone if I'm asleep. haha When I woke up he was watching the special features. I sat forward and when I sat back...his arm was there. I was right! Thankfully I only had to awkward my way through 15 minutes of it instead of a dimly lit hour and a half. I told him that I needed to go home so I wouldn't fall asleep on the drive but just died laughing. Definitely a first for me. Purposefully falling asleep so I wouldn't have to deal with someone putting the moves on me and having to talk to them about it afterward. haha Gosh. Good times.